What wouldn’t you do for art?
No more secrets. Because, it turns out, that beneath every narcissistic front, beneath every megalomaniac and self-centred tendency, beneath every one of my flaws and
looking for advice?
lets turn to the stars together
Spoooky season is here. Unleash that inner satanic spirit, and get in the groove. Your favourite pre-Christian prophet is here to give you the only advice that matters: fashion advice.
Welcome back, young and old, fresh and stale *ahem* not-so-fresh
Tune in, as I relate to you with my usual wit and effortless charm, the British school trip debauchery, Helen of Troy’s failed new business venture and the opening of a new salsa bar, The Jalapeño Caliente.
“Perhaps it is wrong to speak of oneself while writing of another, but I truly wonder if I would have become as I am without her… My Albertine, how I adored her!”
inspired by the exhibition of the same name « Si vous aimez l’amour, vous aimerez le surréalisme »